Chapter 16 S-Rank Saniwa Meeting 2
All the sword spirits have gathered in the main hall. They are all watching the official documents projected by Kitsunenosuke.
Saniwa (masters) have special ways of communicating, and most Saniwa have one or two friends. However, within an S-rank Honmaru (Citadel), as the top combat force of the current government, information about the Saniwa is top secret.
Only Saniwa of the same rank can know some basic information.
"My lord, please allow me to attend this meeting," said Hasebe, looking at Kansui sitting above.
"Wow—Hasebe is so cunning! My lord, I want to go too!" Kashuu Kiyomitsu's beautiful red eyes also fixed on Hanshu.
Han Zhou, who was speculating about the content of the meeting, heard their words and turned his gaze to Hasebe Hisashi and Kiyomitsu Kashuu, who had spoken first.
"I'll trouble Kiyomitsu to accompany me to this meeting." The Saniwa attending this meeting is of unknown importance; she has just destroyed an auction house and shouldn't make a scene.
Bringing the initial sword is the safest option, and Kashuu Kiyomitsu's level is already maxed out. Although he hasn't gone out to train yet, his strength is already considerable.
"Leave it to me!"
Hanshu nodded at the delighted Kashuu Kiyomitsu, then looked at the swords who would be staying at the citadel tomorrow. For some reason, she felt a vague...unease.
"Tomorrow's operations are suspended; all personnel must be on high alert." She looked at her attendant, Mikazuki Munechika, who was to be present tomorrow.
"Once I leave, activate the formation I left behind."
The coordinates of the citadel are inherently mobile; this is one of the methods the government uses to protect the citadel's coordinates from being exposed. But Hanshu wouldn't entrust his life to someone else.
She left several layers of formations within the citadel.
Han Zhou had left the citadel before, but never with such seriousness and tension, as if... he knew what was going to happen.
"General, is something about to happen?"
Han Zhou gently shook his head. "I'm not sure, but I have a vague sense of unease. Besides... the government offering such a high reward can't be a good thing."
50,000 Koshu gold coins is a huge sum for most Saniwa. Even for an S-rank Honmaru, it's a very rewarding mission. This is the information brought by Kitsunenosuke.
"But my lord isn't short of that kind of money, is he? He spent 7 million Koshu gold at the auction back then," Tsurumaru Kuninaga said with a smile, sitting cross-legged and resting his chin on his hand.
When it came to the issue of money, Hanzhou found it rather tricky. Most of the swords in the citadel wanted her to be more frugal with her spending.
No one objected to her spending money; they were all old swords from the Heian period.
"Money is no object. This time, I want to see the other two S-rank Honmaru Saniwa. I'm leaving the Honmaru in your hands."
"Yes!"
"Three Crescent Moon"
Hearing the call, the most beautiful blade in the world turned his head to look at the newcomer; it was Hasebe Heshikiri. Beside him was Tsurumaru Kuninaga.
This is quite a novel combination, the thought arose in Mikazuki's mind. He looked at them with a smile.
"Oh my, isn't this Hasebe and Tsurumaru? What can I do for you, old man?"
Hasebe nodded, then knelt beside Mikazuki. His expression was very serious.
"You should be able to guess what our lord is thinking."
Those beautiful crescent-shaped eyes looked towards Tsurumaru on the other side, but he shrugged helplessly, indicating that he hadn't gotten involved in the matter.
"That's hard to say, I'm just an old man. Hahaha."
Although they had some guesses about Han Zhou's thoughts, since Han Zhou had no intention of telling them at the moment, why should Mikazuki reveal them?
Hasebe tried to glean something from the face of this sword, a relic from the Heian period. But he failed.
He sighed helplessly and didn't ask any more questions.
"Don't worry, Hasebe. Our lord has his own plans," Tsurumaru Kuninaga patted the other's shoulder.
"Of course I know! I just want to share some of the burden for my lord."
"In this respect, we are all the same, Hasebe."
Mikazuki held a steaming cup of tea, his gaze falling on the picturesque courtyard.
Hasebe looked at him; Mikazuki simply sat there quietly. But Hasebe sensed a similar aura about him to Kanbune.
A sense of tranquility that has been cultivated over the long years
Before leaving the citadel, she looked at the swords standing before her in their battle uniforms. She felt somewhat resentful of their insistence on seeing her off.
"I really can't do anything with you guys."
"Hahaha, so my lord, you'd better hurry back. Otherwise, Mr. Tsuru might blow up the kitchen!" Taiko no Kane Sadamune chuckled as he teased the white crane standing beside him.
"Hey, hey, hey, I would never do that!" Tsurumaru Kuninaga retorted, looking at Hanshu like a child complaining to their parent.
"Zhenfang is slandering me!"
"Mr. Tsuru," Shokudaikiri Mitsutada said, somewhat annoyed, as he tried to stop the noisy Tsurumaru Kuninaga.
Watching this lively scene, Han Zhou felt that he saw... the shadows of other people in them.
"Mikazuki, I'm counting on you."
He looked into those light golden eyes, and as if lost in thought, a smile welled up in his eyes.
"Haha, although I'm old, I'm not so old that I can't move around!"
After watching Han Zhou leave, the swordsmen stood there for a while. Mikazuki had already activated the formation left behind by Han Zhou using the time-space converter in the courtyard.
Just as they were about to order everyone to disperse and be on guard, the previously clear sky over the citadel suddenly turned dark for a moment.
This bizarre scene caused them all to place their hands on their sword hilts, ready to draw their swords should any enemy invade the citadel.
Everything in the Honmaru is controlled by the Saniwa; the Saniwa can change the seasons and even keep the Honmaru in perpetual darkness or daylight. However, the Honmaru of Hanshuku experiences the normal flow of the four seasons.
What just happened has already alerted some of the spirits to something.
Higekiri looked up at the sky above the citadel with a rare serious expression, his grip on the hilt of his sword tightening.
Someone actually tracked down the coordinates of the citadel; this is no small matter. If the patriarch hadn't had a backup plan, the enemy would probably have already stormed the main camp.
The sword spirit with off-white hair remained silent for a moment, then a gentle, harmless smile returned to its face.
——
Inside the conference room of the Political Affairs Building, a man and a woman were sitting together, with Aoe Namazumi and Kunihiro Yamanbagiri standing behind them respectively.
"A new Saniwa will be joining us this time," a gentle female voice echoed in the empty conference room.
Behind the woman with black hair, black eyes, and a gentle appearance stood Yamanbagiri Kunihiro, draped in a bed sheet.
"Hmm, still the S001 Honmaru." The man lowered his eyes, stroking the teacup in his hand. He was somewhat curious about this new colleague.
Smiling Aoe looked at Yamanbagiri Kunihiro, who was avoiding his gaze, with amusement and a touch of helplessness.
Squeak—
The conference room door opened, and the person they had just been discussing walked in. Her long, jet-black hair was tied in a stylish high ponytail, and her light golden eyes looked at you...
There will be a sense of penetration that leaves you nowhere to hide.
Both his appearance and his imposing presence were awe-inspiring. Yamanbagiri Kunihiro approached his Saniwa.
"My lord, this man's strength... is difficult to discern."
Even the smiling Qingjiang became serious and said softly.
"Even we would find this tricky..."
Upon hearing this, the man looked at his accompanying sword in astonishment. Tsukumogami possessed a natural advantage; he never expected that a human could actually defeat a Tsukumogami!
Even before entering, Han Zhou had already overheard their conversation. He also sensed the spiritual energy emanating from them, which, by current political standards, was indeed powerful.
And...it's very clean. They are, at the very least, qualified leaders.
"My code name is Yuyuwu. Nice to meet you," the gentle woman greeted the new colleague first.
"Qingye, you... know how to use a knife, right?"
Upon hearing this, Han Zhou turned her gaze to the man codenamed Qing Ye. She had no intention of answering his question, and simply gave him her name.
"Cold Boat"
Han Zhou was talking to them, and she was wearing a white bathrobe with a short knife hidden in her bosom for self-defense.
Kashuu Kiyomitsu looked at Kanbune, who sat upright before him, leisurely pouring him tea, and for a moment, he thought he was seeing Mikazuki. At times like these, he couldn't help but sigh—
Mikazuki truly lives up to his lord's reputation as a sword.
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